Chapter 1155: Divine Grain

In the starry sky, Xu Qing transformed into a shooting star, howling forward, stirring up layer upon layer of ripples in his wake, distorting starlight.

This is both a natural reaction brought about by his cultivation and the inherent power contained within his immortal embryo.

To a certain extent, it is already similar to that of a deity.

This is an inevitable result of cultivation reaching a certain level.

Just as there are many ways for the weak to be weak, the pinnacle of strength for the strong often converges into one.

Having locked onto his direction, Xu Qing did not deliberately push his speed to the extreme at this moment.

While sensing his immortal embryo, he also, along this path forward, sought to perceive this universe, to perceive this realm beyond heaven.

"Although everything occurring within the Immortal Fallen Land is a mirror of history..."

"... the recognition of sovereignty by a myriad of armies, which continued into the present, Li Mengtu's poison constitution likewise gained a partial origin... and the mud fox's place, where, prior to outside the Ink Soil, it also manifested a Hundred Flowers Palace."

"All of this indicates that the experiences within the mirrored history did not fail to alter the present, only that the traces are faint and the degree is not great."

"But within that mirrored history, I have already obtained the authority of the Aurora Immortal Palace."

"And as for the Immortal Palace, in relation to the realm beyond heaven, it is the center, even the supreme, so what appears in the Immortal Fallen Land is merely its descent under the influence of the spirit tide. As for the true location of the Immortal Palace, it is highly likely still within this realm beyond heaven."

"Then, with my Immortal Palace's authority, in this realm beyond heaven..."

Xu Qing's eyes flashed with a strange light—this was what he was most curious about at present.

Thus, along this forward path, he also attempted to spread his divine sense, attempting to perceive.

But unfortunately, perhaps due to the passage of too much time, or perhaps because the Immortal Palace has fallen into silence, Xu Qing gained nothing.

After a long while, he silently sighed in his heart, temporarily gave up, and accelerated forward.

His target was Prison Cell Number Twenty-Nine of the Jia Wing, the largest deity prison in the entire Hun Tian Universe, and simultaneously, on the surface, the mining point with the most source substance.

As the captain of the Resource Dispatchers, he naturally could first take the best portion of the cake.

As for those so-called subordinates of his, their life or death, Xu Qing did not care.

How they obtained source substance within the Hun Tian Universe—whether by collecting from other prisons or gathering from alien tribes—Xu Qing likewise did not care.

Even if those people encountered obstacles during collection, or had conflicts with the alien tribes here, naturally others would handle it to obtain more source substance.

Unless faced with an extreme situation, Xu Qing had no intention of participating.

His purpose was exceedingly clear: absorb source substance, elevate his immortal embryo.

Xu Qing's eyes gleamed with sharp light, his resolve firm, his speed increased, and during this time he also frequently made use of the teleportation arrays here; finally, after ten days, he crossed over half of the Hun Tian Universe and appeared at his destination.

This was a red starry sky.

The red did not come from starlight, but from a colossal, astonishing red seaweed, vast enough to be called boundless, emitting its glow.

It possessed nineteen leaves, each leaf wide enough to encircle a star.

As for the junction of these nineteen leaves, that is, the root of this seaweed, it consisted of countless fine threads.

These threads entwined an extremely massive sun, penetrating deep into it, continuously absorbing nutrients for its own survival.

Gazing at this seaweed before him, Xu Qing's eyes flashed with a deep light.

"Such a stellar plant... I wonder if my divine vine will, in the future, also be able to grow to such an extent."

Xu Qing sensed his star pagoda for a moment; the divine vine fused with it remains in slumber, but judging by its aura, it seems not far from awakening.

Afterwards, Xu Qing withdrew his sense and gazed at the seaweed before him.

He clearly saw: on the nineteen leaves of this seaweed, there existed one after another spot of varying sizes.

"Each spot is a small world, and also a prison."

"And the largest prison is within the sun's interior."

Almost simultaneously with Xu Qing's observation, the seaweed's red light flashed once, and then a strand of terrifying divine sense spread out from within the seaweed, locking onto Xu Qing.

The terrifying intensity made Xu Qing feel as if facing a deity.

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed; he knew this seaweed, besides being a prison itself, also bore the duty of suppression.

Thus he took out his Resource Dispatcher's token and the mission jade slip, and spoke in a low voice.

"By the command of the Nine Banks Heaven, I have come here to collect source substance."

The seaweed's divine sense instantly enveloped Xu Qing, sweeping over his identity token and mission jade slip.

After a moment, as if having confirmed something, this divine sense lazily retracted, and a leaf slowly rose, drifting down before Xu Qing.

After looking at the leaf, then at the sun enveloped by the seaweed's roots, Xu Qing pondered for a moment, stepped forward with his body, and rushed straight toward the leaf.

Locking onto a spot within it, he rapidly approached.

This spot, in Xu Qing's eyes, grew larger and larger, eventually becoming a world, while he himself, shuttling through the void, shuttling through barriers, amid the echoing roar, descended and landed upon a patch of black earth.

This place exuded decay, harbored death, in Xu Qing's sight boundless and endless, and all around there was no wind, no spirit, no foreign essence—everything was barren, dead silent.

After glancing around, then at the ground, Xu Qing's expression remained normal; he lifted his foot and stomped down fiercely, emitting a faint sound from his mouth.

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The instant his foot touched down, the earth rumbled, this place stirred with wind, stirred with spirit, stirred with foreign essence, kicking up a storm.

The earth rose, sweeping across the eight directions, carrying black soil, flooding the sky, instantly submerging Xu Qing's figure.

If at this moment, one were not standing on the earth, not within the storm, but instead in a lofty, supreme position above, looking down upon the earth, one could clearly see a crack appear on the earth, with this crack as the starting point, the soil of the ground being lifted like waves, surging and spreading in one direction.

Afterwards, a colossal single eye, suffused with blood threads, suddenly appeared upon the earth.

It, opened its eye!

Within this black earth, there was actually buried a closed eye, and now, as Xu Qing's foot stepped down, causing this sleeping eye to be unable to remain shut, it was forced to open.

Thus the storm arose, and Xu Qing, within the storm, remained motionless, standing precisely upon the pupil of this colossal single eye.

It stared at Xu Qing, its eyes revealing indifference, neither joy nor sorrow, its expression fluctuating.

"Lowly tribe, slaves!"

Xu Qing's expression remained normal.

This is an eye of a flawless divine spirit.

"So-called flawless is merely relative."

Xu Qing gazed at the divine spirit's eye beneath his feet, speaking calmly.

Not long ago, Xu Qing had encountered similar divine spirit's eyes on the Eastern Wanggu continent, and each time he saw one, his entire body trembled, his mind and spirit roared, a dense heterogenous quality arose on his body, and under its gaze, all his flesh and blood seemed about to become independent and separate.

This was due to the gap in life levels.

But now, he gazed calmly, and he remained as usual.

Yet the divine spirit's eye he gazed upon gradually twisted, gradually blurred, with more and more blood vessels.

Let alone the fact that He is no longer the divine spirit of old; even if He has now returned to His peak, facing Xu Qing now, He can still only do this.

Xu Qing raised his right hand, and the token representing his identity as a seeker of things flew out; this token is both an identity credential and a special object for collecting source matter.

Holding this token, Xu Qing pressed down in midair, and the distortion of the divine spirit's eye intensified, with a faint low roar rising like a flood.

Strands of golden source matter were now seeping out from this eye, thread by thread.

Each strand drawn out caused the divine spirit's eye immense pain.

Until a long while later, when forty-nine fine strands had been drawn out, that divine spirit's eye had turned gray, as if reaching its limit, slowly beginning to close, sinking into slumber.

But Xu Qing furrowed his brow.

"The quantity is too little."

The source matter before him was only the size of an infant's fist, and in purity, it was far inferior to that produced by the black earth.

Therefore, if used for absorption, the required amount would naturally be greater.

Thinking this, Xu Qing's eyes flashed with a cold light; he did not retract the identity token, but from its suspended state, he pressed down hard, directly placing the token onto this divine spirit's eye that was about to close.

Tightly adhering!

In the next instant, the divine spirit's eye suddenly widened, and within its expression, for the first time, a different fluctuation appeared.

This is the fear of death that all intelligent life possesses.

But this fear did not last long; as Xu Qing spared no expense in drawing out, in an instant, even more golden threads burst forth from this eye.

This is no longer drawing source matter; this is drawing its life!

Thus the roar became a wail, and soon after, the wail ceased abruptly.

Disappearing together... was this divine spirit's eye, turned into flying ash, both form and spirit destroyed.

And His death also contributed more source matter.

Gazing at the source matter before him, Xu Qing felt the mark of the mud fox on his arm tremble, as if quivering.

Thus Xu Qing scattered some of the drawn-out source matter, sending it to that mark.

"Do you want it?"

The mud fox's tremor paused for a moment, and in the next instant, the mark emitted suction, those source matters instantly merged into it, and then in Xu Qing's mind and spirit, a soft, glutinous sound was transmitted.

"Thank you, young master, young master is truly kind."

Xu Qing stood in place with his usual expression, and also began to absorb.

As those source matters merged into his body, his immortal embryo instantly flashed with brilliance, and his aura continued to rise, until a moment later, Xu Qing's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he licked his lips.

"Too little, still need more."

Saying this, his body shifted, and he rushed toward the next small world imprisoning a divine spirit.

Thus, as time passed, Xu Qing's figure appeared in one divine spirit's small world after another on this leaf.

Each divine spirit, at the cost of death, contributed source matter.

This caused Xu Qing's immortal embryo to flash with brilliance that grew ever more radiant.

For Xu Qing, keeping these divine spirits for future continuous extraction is not the optimal choice.

And the mission jade slip did not stipulate the need to keep living specimens.

Thus, his collection became ever more thorough.

At the same time, other ascenders were also, in their own ways, in different places, exerting their utmost effort to collect source matter.

Part of it was the mission, but more... was for their own cultivation.

Looking around, if positions were different, then observing them, they would indeed be like jackals and wolves.